Friday, June 26, 2009

OK, maybe you never read the NME back in the 80s and 90s. Maybe you don't read the Guardian's sport column. You poor, sad fuck. One of the great writers and journalists of our age is dead - Steven Wells, dead of lymphatic cancer at age 49. (As a 47-year-old, I find that bit particularly depressing.)

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To the syphillitic arse-felcher who rated this post a 1: unlike Swells, no-one will regret your death, you louse-parasite, and I'm not leaving your arse-wipings on my post. Anyone that rates this post low prompts a counter-rating from me. If you don't like it, fuck off.